1. Alas! and did my Savior bleed
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
2. Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
3. Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Savior died,
For man the creature's sin.
4. But drops of grief can never repay
The debt of love I owe:
Here, Lord, I give my self away
'Tis all that I can do.